After graduation, the senior I had a crush on got married. However, I heard he wasn't very happy. His wife cheated on him with a toy boy, and they are currently discussing divorce. I was hesitating whether to take the initiative to comfort him, but I never expected him to come find me first. "Sign the divorce agreement. I get custody of the child." I was stunned. The person he married... couldn't possibly be me, right? 01 Three years after graduation, while dining at a restaurant with a friend, I unexpectedly ran into Caleb. He hadn't changed at all, still as handsome as ever. Caleb stood at the restroom entrance, and beside him stood a little munchkin who looked exactly like him. It seemed the two were waiting for someone. He was already married? I had liked him for seven years, and now, running into him again, he was already a father. Suppressing the sourness in my heart, I took the initiative to greet him: "Senior, what a coincidence. Is this your little one? So cute." Saying that, I crouched down: "Sweetie, call me Auntie." The next second, Caleb bent down and picked up the little munchkin, his voice as if dipped in ice. "Miss Smith, you really are good at switching roles. One second you're asking for a divorce, and the next you don't even recognize your own son." I stared at the little munchkin lying on Caleb's chest, blinking his big eyes at me, completely stunned. What did he mean by that? What did this little munchkin... have to do with me? At this moment, I realized the environment around me seemed a little different. I didn't come to a Mexican restaurant, it had now become... a Thai restaurant. Also, where did the friend I was eating with go?! My eyes gradually filled with horror as I grabbed Caleb's arm. "Senior, your name is Caleb Wright, right? Graduated from Johns Hopkins Medical School in 2019, correct?" Caleb looked at me as if looking at a psychopath, completely ignored me, and turned to walk away with the little munchkin in his arms. The little munchkin was quite cooperative, waving at me and saying in a milky voice: "Bye-bye, Mommy." 02 It sounds absurd. I went to the restroom after a meal, and somehow accomplished the two major life events of marriage and having a child. If I wasn't crazy, then it was highly likely Caleb was. "Senior, wait a moment." I grabbed Caleb. His gaze swept over the hand holding him, freezing cold. I was so scared I quickly let go. "Senior, although I don't know where the problem lies, I truly don't know anything right now, I..." "Are you trying to say you have amnesia?" Amnesia? That wasn't impossible. I nodded vigorously. Caleb's smile turned cold. He handed me the manila envelope in his hand: "Inside is the divorce agreement. Go back and review the terms. If you have no objections, sign it." I opened my mouth but was completely unable to find the words to reply. Finally, I could only squeeze out: "It's not good to talk about this in front of the child. How about we talk later?" "When you brought a man home, why didn't you think it was bad in front of the child?" This sentence exploded in my head like a thunderbolt. I looked at the little bean in disbelief, attempting to find the correct answer from a child. Unfortunately, the little munchkin completely ignored me, resting on Caleb's shoulder, looking pitiful. The amount of information was too much. I crashed. 03 It took me about a whole day to figure out my current situation. I seemed to have accidentally entered a parallel universe. Here, I was still me. Caleb was still Caleb. The only difference was, we were married. And had a baby. But obviously, there was a problem with our current marriage. I seemed to have... cheated. But where the "me" of this universe went, whether we accidentally swapped places in the restroom, I had absolutely no way of knowing. "Mommy." A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. The door opened a sliver, and a small head peeked in: "Daddy says he needs to use the study." I reached out and called the little munchkin in. The boy hesitated outside the door for a moment before shyly running in. I held him on my lap and observed him carefully. His eyes and brows resembled Caleb's, but his face shape was like mine. This was my and Caleb's son. Unable to control the satisfaction in my heart, I kissed the little munchkin's cheek hard. As a result, this kid's face flushed red instantly. He flailed a couple of times in my arms, then quieted down, whispering: "Mommy smells nice." What kind of angelic baby was this? I was holding the little munchkin and was just about to say something when the door was pushed open from the outside again. A tall figure immediately filled the entire door frame. "Daddy!" The little munchkin immediately broke free from me, ran to Caleb, and hugged his thigh. Caleb had already taken a shower. His hair was still damp, water droplets trailing down his neck into his collar, then disappearing. The person I liked was right in front of me. My heart beat wildly. However, Caleb's next words shattered my fantasy. "Miss Smith, don't you think it's a bit late to relive maternal affection now?" "I wasn't, I..." Now it seemed whatever I said would be wrong. Finally, I simply gave up. "Never mind, you work first. I'm going to take a shower." When I walked out the door, the little munchkin glanced at me, but he still clung to Caleb. I felt slightly disappointed. It seemed that besides my husband not loving me, my son didn't love me either. I couldn't help but wonder, why did we get married in the first place, and why did we have a child? The moon outside still hung high in the sky, the cicadas deep in the branches screamed themselves hoarse. Everything seemed unchanged. Yet everything had changed. 04 The master bedroom only had one large bed. The monotonous gray bedsheets were so smooth there wasn't a single wrinkle. The clothes in the walk-in closet were sorted sequentially from dark to light. The entire room had the word "boring" written all over it. Except, I rummaged through all the cabinets and surprisingly didn't find any of my clothes. Forced by circumstance, I knocked on the study door. "Seni... Husband, sorry to bother you for a second." Caleb looked up. The gold-rimmed glasses on his face hadn't been taken off yet, giving him an air of ascetic refinement. "Could you tell me where my pajamas are? The walk-in closet seems to only have your clothes." Caleb stared at me for a few seconds. Just when I thought he wouldn't tell me, he suddenly got up and walked towards me. Stopping at a distance less than a fist away from me, the corners of his mouth lifted: "Amnesia, huh?" For a moment, I honestly didn't know which was more convincing: amnesia or a parallel universe. Fortunately, Caleb didn't press the issue, turned, and went out the door. I stood frozen in place, at a loss for what to do. He glanced at me: "Not coming?" Was he leading the way? "Th-thanks." However, a minute later, when I opened the closet door, I immediately slammed it shut. My face flushed bright red. "These are mine..." Caleb crossed his arms, leaning against the bedroom door looking at me, a hint of a mocking smile on his lips. An expression of "keep acting." I swallowed my question, opened the closet door again. The sheer scale of the clothes inside made me think I had entered the dressing room for an adult film. I mean, in this universe, was I really... that OPEN?! I tried my best to ignore Caleb's gaze. I dug around for a long time but couldn't pick out a single decent piece of clothing. Finally, not knowing what I was thinking, I turned my head and asked the man watching the show: "Husband, which one... do you like?" Then, I distinctly felt Caleb's eyes darken. He didn't answer me, turned his head, and walked out. The door was slammed shut with a bang. Did that make him angry? I couldn't help but guess, could the reason we were getting a divorce be because of an unharmonious sex life? After taking a shower, I went to the little munchkin's room. He was already asleep, clutching a small doll in his arms. I took out the hand he had in his mouth and tucked the little guy in. For the first time, I felt the realness of being a mother. It was embarrassing to say, but up until now, I didn't even know what this child's name was or how old he was. I had looked at my marriage certificate with Caleb; the date was three years ago. So the little munchkin should be about two years old. After staying for a while, I gently closed the door and had just walked out when I unsuspectingly bumped into a man's chest. I was so startled I almost screamed. Looking up, it was actually Caleb. I still couldn't adapt well to the fact that I was married to my crush. After all, the person I had always looked up to was now standing right in front of me, within arm's reach. My heart was beating unreasonably fast. "Done?" "Yeah." I didn't know what to say: "Then... sleep?" Caleb didn't move. I wrapped the coat I had draped over myself tighter, trying to keep the excessively revealing sleepwear inside from showing: "I'll go in first." Saying that, I walked into the master bedroom. Not knowing which side Caleb usually slept on, I casually lay down, pulled the covers over myself, and lay there properly. A moment later, Caleb walked in. Seeing me, his footsteps paused, and he stared straight at me. I felt numb from being stared at. "Which side are you used to sleeping on?" He stopped talking again. Why did I feel that in this space, apart from the huge change in "my" personality, the senior's personality had also changed significantly? I simply sat up: "Then you pick first, okay?" Why so petty? This time Caleb moved. He lay down on the other side. I breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down too. The night was quiet. The curtains in the room blocked the light well, plunging the entire room into pitch darkness where you couldn't see your fingers. My mind was a mess, and I couldn't sleep at all. I was already agitated, and the coat digging into my back made it hurt. Feeling the breathing beside me gradually even out, I quietly lifted my body and began to take off the clothes. I successfully took off the coat, dropped it on the floor, and was still rejoicing that the person next to me hadn't been woken up when suddenly, my entire body was pinned down. The sleeping person had woken up at some point, leaning over to look at me. The tip of my nose could even feel his breath. "Senior, you're not asleep?" I was so scared I forgot to call him "Husband." "What exactly do you want to do?" "Huh?" "You proposed the marriage, you proposed the divorce, and now you're seducing me in the dark. What else do you want to do? Just say it." "Se... seducing?" My eyes widened. I suddenly felt a breeze on my chest. I had forgotten how "revealing" the clothes I was wearing were. Thank goodness the darkness hid my blushing face. "I didn't want to, sor... sorry." Saying that, my hands frantically reached down, trying to retrieve the clothes. The more anxious I got, the clumsier I was, and I accidentally pushed the clothes further away. I was terrified Caleb would hate me. My voice was already choked with tears. Finally, Caleb was the first to pull away from me. He sat straight up, his voice freezing cold. "Stella, I don't care what tricks you're playing, I'm not falling for them anymore. I hope you return to normal tomorrow. Don't play the amnesia card again, it's boring." "Tonight I'm going to Miles's room. Do as you please." Caleb left. I realized belatedly. So my son's name was Miles. 05 Sleepless all night. I stared blankly until dawn. Around seven o'clock, I heard washing sounds outside, and the sound of Caleb talking with someone. She must be the nanny hired to take care of Miles. After a while, the door opened and closed. Caleb left. I lay on the bed thinking about life. I had always been dull when it came to relationships between men and women, otherwise I wouldn't have liked Caleb for so many years without daring to confess. I always fantasized about becoming Caleb's wife, thinking I would definitely treat him very, very well. But facts proved that low EQ is low EQ. Even though I possessed this marriage, it was still a complete mess. As my thoughts ran wild, the bedroom door was suddenly opened. A chubby auntie appeared at the door, hastily apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect anyone to be inside." "It's okay, I was about to get up anyway." The auntie breathed a sigh of relief and walked in: "I thought you were resting in your own room. When Mr. Wright left just now, he didn't mention you were resting in his room." My own room? I suddenly remembered the guest bedroom Caleb took me to yesterday to find clothes. It seemed there was indeed a bed inside. Could it be that all along we were... sleeping in separate rooms?! No wonder he insisted I was seducing him yesterday. I covered my face and wailed twice. Miles must have heard my voice, as he ran over barefoot with a "pitter-patter," standing timidly at the door, not daring to come in. "Miles." I called out tentatively, then beckoned him with my hand. The little guy seemed to receive some kind of permission, charging in like a little firecracker, instantly rolling onto my bed, revealing three teeth: "Mommy!" Two dark eyes like black grapes were shining brightly. My heart melted looking at him. Regardless of my relationship with Caleb, I wanted to treat Miles as well as possible. I greeted the nanny and took him to the mall. On one hand, I planned to buy him some toys, and on the other, I wanted to buy myself a couple of pieces of clothing. The "my" fashion taste in this universe was so trendy I really couldn't handle it. Along the way, I subtly asked Miles what his mommy was like before. The little kid thought for a long time before shaking his head and saying: "She ignored Miles." Then he added softly: "Fierce." Kids don't lie. If it was really like this, then the difference between the me of the two universes was too big. Not only in fashion taste, but also in every other aspect. I couldn't help but wonder, why did Caleb marry me? Did he just like me this way? His tastes were quite hardcore! "Mommy, I want to eat that." Suddenly, the little guy next to me tugged at my hem. I looked over and sure enough, it was McDonald's, which every kid can't resist. Miles looked at me, his eyes radiating a Shin-chan-like gleam. I: "...Buy!" However, half an hour later, Miles and I were sitting with our heads bowed in front of Caleb's office, like two egregious sinners. And the "culprit" was the unopened box of Chicken McNuggets and fries in the bag. 06 The origin was that after I bought the McDonald's for Miles, the kid wanted to share it with his dad. The hospital Caleb worked at was nearby. I figured this could be an opportunity to repair our marital relationship, so I took the little guy to the clinic. I never expected that when this man saw the things in my hand, his brows would furrow so tightly they could wrap around the earth. He opened his mouth and asked: "Why would you buy Miles this kind of junk food?" I was dumbfounded and quickly tried to cover up: "I bought it for myself, not for Miles." "So you think there's no problem if you eat it yourself?" Caleb's brows furrowed so tightly they could knit a sweater on the spot. "Fried food causes the body's pH value to drop rapidly, creating an acidic constitution. A normal person's body fluid pH is between 7.35 and 7.45, but if it drops to 6.8, cancer cells will spread rapidly." I didn't understand: "So?" "The risk of cancer will increase." My brain did a 180-degree turn before realizing he seemed to be caring about me. That was quite subtle. Miles was unhappy, clenching his little fists: "I wanted to buy it for Mommy! Daddy, meanie!" After he said that, Caleb laughed. A barely visible dimple rippled at the corner of his mouth. This was the first time I saw Caleb smile since I accidentally entered this universe. He flicked Miles's forehead: "A meal of McDonald's bought you over?" Then he looked at me: "I still have some work for now. You guys go wait for me in the break room inside." He glanced at the McDonald's bag again: "You're only allowed to eat two pieces. Don't let it happen again." He didn't kick me out, was this... a good sign? Breathing a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Senior!" After I finished speaking, Caleb's expression seemed to daze for a moment before he gave an "Mhm" and lowered his eyes, avoiding my gaze. Just as Miles and I entered the break room, someone knocked on Caleb's office door. "Do you have time now? I've been feeling unwell lately. Could you check my pulse?" Looking out through the crack in the door, the figure was somewhat familiar. It wasn't until I heard her voice that I confirmed it was Audrey. At the time, Audrey and Caleb could be considered "prominent figures" at our school. Excellent looks, brilliant grades. Not just the medical school, they were the face of our entire university. But in my memory, Audrey was a very strong-willed person, and her relationship with Caleb wasn't good at all, even having a bit of a tit-for-tat rivalry. Because she couldn't stand the existence of someone better than her, and Caleb was a bit aloof, I rarely saw them in the same frame. But here, they were friends and worked at the same hospital? Caleb's voice was clear and cold: "Deficient Qi and blood. Make sure to rest." "How can I rest? There are so many surgeries lately, and the hospital is short-staffed." Audrey complained coquettishly, pausing for a moment before saying: "I heard from your mom before that you're preparing for a divorce? What's going on between you and that junior... she is a junior, right?" I covered my mouth. Oh my god, why did her whiny tone reek so much of a two-faced manipulator? The seniors from the two universes were too different. Obviously, Caleb also caught the scent of her fakeness: "I didn't know when you became so gossipy." "After all, you suddenly announced your marriage before, scaring us all. When I was in school, I didn't even notice that girl." Audrey laughed dryly: "But I think it's better to divorce early. You and her were never on the same path anyway. Your mom said she's an influencer? How many decent people are in that industry? If not for yourself, consider Miles. Leading by example..." Before she could finish, Caleb's fountain pen was placed heavily on his notebook: "Audrey, you've crossed the line." Audrey stayed silent for two seconds, then apologized charmingly: "Sorry, I was just feeling it was unfair to you, thinking you deserve better." "I know what's good for me. From now on, I don't want to hear anyone talking about my family in front of me." "Okay." Audrey stood up. "I bought some new clothes and pants for Miles. I'll give them to you after work." Audrey left, and the entire office grew quiet. Miles was still burying his head, eating hard, his hands and around his mouth covered in grease. Seeing I wasn't moving, he very generously handed the half-bitten chicken nugget to me: "Mommy, eat." "Miles, eat it yourself." I had completely lost my appetite. Piecing together Audrey's words, I roughly knew I seemed to be an influencer. Associating it with the clothes in the closet, I gasped. Saying I wasn't on the same path as Caleb, saying my behavior brought bad influence to Miles, could it be that I was an... adult webcam model? Caleb was a traditional young doctor, and his wife was an adult webcam model? No wonder his mother despised me so much, no wonder we were getting a divorce. I started to feel uncertain. If I was really in this profession, then the "cheating" Caleb mentioned didn't seem impossible. What should I do now? Continue to pretend I don't know, or... "Stella." Caleb's voice disrupted my wild thoughts. I looked up and found Caleb had already taken off his white coat and was wearing casual private clothes. He looked exceptionally handsome. I finally reacted: "You're off work?" "To be precise, I've been off work for 3 minutes and 20 seconds." Caleb looked at me. "Which means, you spaced out for exactly 3 minutes and 20 seconds." I blinked. My first reaction was, so the former top student and current social elite also counted the time exactly to get off work. I thought only losers like me did that. For some unknown reason, the distance between Caleb and me suddenly didn't seem so far. 07 Caleb drove on the way back. Miles had a designated car seat. I hesitated back and forth for a long time, not knowing where it was appropriate for me to sit. If it had been the day before yesterday, I would have unhesitatingly sat in the passenger seat, but now I wasn't sure. Finally, I sighed and still opened the back door. "Are you planning to treat me like a chauffeur?" Just as I was about to climb in, Caleb's words floated over leisurely. I silently retracted my leg: "No, I was just... testing if the back door is easy to open." Caleb glanced at me, evidently speechless at my brainless reply. Miles was exhausted from playing all day and fell asleep. Caleb and I were speechless all the way, and awkwardness spread in the space. After a long time, I finally spoke: "Senior, if I told you that I'm actually not me, but another person, would you believe it?" "You're not you? Yesterday you said you had amnesia, and today you're planning to claim you've been possessed?" I pursed my lips: "No, I'm saying, do you believe there are... parallel universes in this world?" After I finished, Caleb was silent for two seconds, then smiled: "If you can logically convince me, I'd be willing to cooperate and believe you." I couldn't explain it. "Never mind." My shoulders slumped. After a long while, I spoke again: "Senior, why did you agree to marry me in the first place?" He clearly had better options, why did he agree to marry me? After a long time, so long I thought Caleb wouldn't answer, he finally spoke: "Does asking this now still have any meaning?" My heart sank. Right, it had no meaning anymore. We were getting a divorce. As soon as we got home, Caleb went to the study, leaving Miles and me outside. I thought he probably wanted to avoid being alone with me. It wasn't until night, after I washed up, that Caleb finally opened the study door. "Is Miles asleep?" "Mhm." I held a bath towel, feeling a bit awkward. "You should rest early too. I'm going to sleep first." Saying that, I walked towards the guest room, but was pulled back by Caleb: "Where are you going?" "The gue... guest room." Caleb frowned: "We haven't divorced yet, and Miss Smith already intends to sleep in separate beds from me?" "No, the nanny said we always..." "The nanny said? You don't remember what it was like before yourself, and you had to ask the nanny?" This sentence completely confused me. I just didn't know! But from Caleb's meaning, did I misunderstand? Could it be we used to sleep together? So I silently rolled back to the master bedroom hugging my pillow. This was the second time I shared a bed with Caleb. I was so nervous I felt like I was going to throw up. The sound of running water came from the bathroom. The image of Caleb taking a shower involuntarily surfaced in my mind, and my cheeks gradually grew hot. This was deadly! I got up and planned to slip away. Just then, the bathroom door opened. As if on purpose, this man just tied a bath towel around his waist. He wasn't wearing anything on top, and his firm abdominal muscles were faintly exposed. I swallowed hard, quickly lay back down, and covered my head with the quilt: "Sleepwalking!" A low chuckle came from outside, the sound making my face burn again. After a while, the mattress on the other side sank slightly. It must be Caleb lying down. "Sleeping with the covers over your head is bad for your health." The quilt was suddenly lifted by Caleb. Before I could even react, I was already pulled into his arms: "Go to sleep." My breathing stopped, my limbs went stiff. The distance between Caleb and me was so close I could even feel his heartbeat. "Just... sleep like this?" "Otherwise, what else do you want to do?" My whole body shuddered: "I'm already asleep." Then I squeezed my eyes shut tight, not daring to move. I hadn't slept at all the night before. After closing my eyes, I found I actually felt sleepy. There was a calming scent on Caleb. Gradually, my consciousness also began to slowly drift away. Before completely losing consciousness, my last thought was: This sleeping posture doesn't feel like we're getting a divorce...
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